Will i matter.

If I were to fade into the ground, beneath the life to which I’m bound
Would my story be retold, of courage both stupid and bold,
 
Does my life matter, just a jot, or would my memory decompose and rot
Will kindness that I’ve tried to show, live on within those who know,
 
Has anything that I’ve done had meaning, has anything been worth redeeming
Will any of the deeds I’ve done, echo in ghosts of the young,
 
I’ve struggled to contain the fear, that I am lost with no-one near
And demons that have haunted me, are now met with rivals of love and glee,
 
My voice is small, my heart is large, but still the question that holds charge
Is will my part, which I have played, be applauded with a loving gaze,
 
The souls I love that have mattered, will they recall the lines that I’ve chattered
Will the laughter and the cheer, dispel their woes, their trials, their fear,
 
Has my humour lifted and amused, those whose emotions have been abused
Or will my words, my comfort and hope, disappear with my body and never woke,
 
I trust that something I’ve done or expressed, will be remembered not repressed
For the only thing worthy of this life, is to lift another from their own strife,
 
Each day I take on my own fears, so I can help to dry others' tears
And I ask that of myself for you, that I am strong and kind and true,
 
So show me how my life can serve, the greatest good, the just deserves
Let me go to sleep at night, knowing I have helped your starry flight.

(27th July 2023)
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